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252. STALKING JULES VERNE (2)

My mad idea of stalking Jules Verne in his story of travelling round the Black Sea clockwise to avoid crossing the Bosphorus is snowballing. From one idea to another I am now up to figuring a real plan.

1. A group of 3 or 4 people will travel by road from Istanbul following the coast like Keraban and his team did. It means going through the north shore of Turkey, then Bulgaria, Ukraine, Russia, Georgia. To finish off back in Turkey on the south shore of the Black Sea. As I would want to stay in Georgia, perhaps another team could take over from there. I expect my old friend Zara to travel with me. We will need a photographer to make a documentary of this adventure. It will happen at the same speed that Keraban travelled, i.e. in slow motion for us in this century. My main purpose is to encounter and meet as many people as possible. Interactions between people, our small group, and the daily problems of the moment is to be the subject of the documentary. Not visiting famous monuments or checking into famous tourists restaurants. Jules Verne will be with us, I mean his book “Keraban”, and I have an idea that we will come through loads of adventures in this 21st century of ours!

2. The group of land travelers will be followed by a sailing crew on a sailboat going from one port to another along the shores of the Black Sea. This will be for comfort, to make sure everyone stays healthy and happy. As communications might not always be foolproof, it will be comfortable for those travelling on land to know that a sailboat of their friends is waiting for them at the next harbor.

3. In order to raise funds for this venture we will create a business concern that we will call “Mavericks and Co. Limited”. Finding sponsors is going to be the hardest part of the job I believe.


But… “be fearless in the pursuit of what sets your soul on fire”… is my motto. Who wants to join?

On the road to Odessa? no, not yet!

KERABAN can be read in French on line here:
https://beq.ebooksgratuits.com/vents/Verne-Keraban.pdf

KERABAN THE INFLEXIBLE in English and other languages can be found here:
https://www.amazon.fr/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?__mk_fr_FR=%C3%85M%C3%85%C5%BD%C3%95%C3%91&url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=Keraban+the+Inflexible+by+Jules+Verne&rh=i%3Aaps%2Ck%3AKeraban+the+Inflexible+by+Jules+Verne
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